As I tried to grasp some meaning <br />from within her silent cries, <br />I felt her soul reach out to me <br />from deep within her eyes. <br /> <br />I saw the walls were crumbling <br />and falling to the ground. <br />Perhaps this is a fresh start <br />the two of us have found. <br /> <br />We talked for what seemed hours <br />about our lives and all our dreams. <br />She wished she could go back there <br />but of course, she can't it seems. <br /> <br />We're given only one chance <br />to make our dreams come true. <br />We may not have forever <br />but I'm here right now with you. <br /> <br />Let's unpack that old suitcase <br />and throw the memories out. <br />If we need to talk about it <br />lets talk, or scream and shout! <br /> <br />At least it's a beginning. <br />Can't we be thankful for this? <br />We have to just move forward <br />or there's so much we could miss. <br /> <br />The past is done and over. <br />Today is still brand new. <br />Why waste another minute <br />while I'm sitting here with you?<br /><br />Mary Nagy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-walls-are-crumbling-2/
